September 11th, 2011 (11:45 pm)

I always thought it was sort of gruesome and morbid to have an “anniversary” for horrific events like Pearl Harbor or 9/11, but it is important we are reminded how we are all connected in this world. The decisions you and I make every day have an impact. As an American, it is easy to feel isolated from things like war, religious conflict, child labor, ecological disaster, and more, but once in a while in a wonderful or terrible way, we are forced to face the reality that we are not living in a bubble. Our decisions have consequences in other parts of the world, be it in sweat shops where our clothing is sewn, or in rainforests where our trendy furniture begins. We are often the antagonist in situations which are out of sight, thus out of mind, but on occasion, we are victims. As victims, we see the world with more clarity. Never forget what that feels like; don’t trade the role of victim for victimizer. Neither wins. Unite.

I hope the loved ones who survive the thousands of victims of 9/11 tragedy and countless other such incidents, caused by people who think they can take lives and spew violence in the name of God and politics.

Such incidents have only brought people closer and made them more stronger and I hope it serves as a lesson to war mongers.

I hope the loved ones who survive the thousands of victims of 9/11 tragedy and countless other such incidents, caused by people who think they can take lives and spew violence in the name of God and politics, find peace and strength.

Such incidents have only brought people closer and made them more stronger and I hope it serves as a lesson to war mongers.

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I'm Ashley, an introverted post-hardcore kid studying History at a liberal arts college in the beautiful/decaying northeast United States. My hobbies include collecting and enjoying various genres of fucking incredible music, reminiscing about childhood in the 90s, and generally engaging in pessimism, sarcasm, ridicule, and cynicism with my lover/side-kick, Justin. LoveIsDead.net serves as my open journal, but you can call it a blog if you wish.